I've been up late writing books
All about heroes and crooks
One of them saves you from this
The other one steals you
Of all of the places I looked
And all of the pictures I took
One of them's here with me now
I'm finally finding out how things fall
And all sure things fall.
Saturday, December 03, 2005
i think i can no longer communicate with you. i don't know why. but it feels weird.
scribbled. ; 10:29 PM
JACCCC :D
PHSPHSPHSPHS!
innova junior college
semi-enthusiastic canoeist
"closet mugger"